His Eyes

His eyes so deep and blue hold a truth within them.
As I gaze into their depth, I get lost like a child,
eager to explore and unaware that I have strayed.
I long to seek out sensations and feelings
that I've never felt before and through each discovery I 
feel changed. Excited. Renewed. 

I feel like I've been immerses in a fragrance so rich and 
pure. The scent arouses my senses and perks me up. 
If I never discover where the smell comes 
from exactly I still know it originates from a man full of 
passion for all things dear to him. That alone is very
intriguing. 

His eyes have a way of holding me in a way
that arms cannot. They convey a strength that is big enough 
to catch me when I'm falling - and yet they make me trip
and get completely tangled in a beautiful mess.

I'm caught up in a world of spinning laughter, of endless wonder
and almost mystifying magic. With one glace they make my belly do 
somersaults. They make my heart pound, but make all my 
muscles go weak. I could stare into them forever and allow
them to love me.

How can one person make someone feel such feelings?
Its like standing in a river with a current so strong and warm...
oh to just let go is pure bliss and now I am floating downstream.
I am Surrounded and saturated. The twists and turns and dips
are not scary but exciting. Invigorating. 

To taste the smell of love is almost intoxicating; taking me to
far away dreamy places. It's like dancing in the rain barefoot 
with total abandon. All else takes second place when it comes to
this love. This love is something that I will guard with my life. This 
love is something I will cherish and hold tightly. Those eyes. They 
say it all. They take me in and leave me breathless while at the 
same time they spin me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Brown Avatar
March 22, 2010 at 9:03 AM
I am enjoying reading fresh poetry today. What a wonderful thing to do on this rainy day. I am so happy your poetry was among what I have read and enjoyed today Tina. Love, Carol
Bathsheba Avatar
March 22, 2010 at 1:42 AM
Tina this is a beautifully described poem - You took us on a rollercoaster of a journey - Thanks for sharing such passion -:)
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March 21, 2010 at 9:07 PM
Welcome to the Poetry Soup Family of poets...please continue to share your creative writes with us all..as this delight tonight...luv.. Linda-Marie "Sweetheart" of Poetry Soup..
A  Avatar
March 21, 2010 at 2:48 PM
The eyes stay away from them. they r dangerous.They can trick the mind...enjoyed the read
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